The Villainess Wants to Make Her Husband Slim Down

CHAPTER 47

3 – Final (2)

With only one thing on her mind, Camilla waited for Alois.

"Lord Alois, please take a seat right there."

"Huh? Um... Okay."

After dark, Alois returned to the house that they had been lent, but he was taken aback when Camilla suddenly accosted him.

What was Camilla doing in his room? Why is she suddenly barking orders at him like this? Alois had absolutely no idea what was happening, but he still followed Camilla's command and sat down.

Instead of the customized chair built to carry his weight back at the mansion, he sat down in an ordinary chair whilst Camilla sat opposite to him.

"Please give me your hand."

"Okay."

Alois gave Camilla an obedient nod as he held out his palm to her. Grabbing his wrist without any warning, she yanked his hand towards her brusquely.

Ignoring Alois' surprise, Camilla produced a small container and scooped a large amount of a stiff and thick cream onto his hand. Then, she began to rub it over Alois' fingers and palm.

A strong and unfamiliar smell burned his nostrils. Was it some kind of medicine? Alois puzzled over it, but he really didn't know.

"...What exactly are you doing?"

"It's as you can see."

Camilla didn't even look at him as she lathered his skin with the cream with all the passion of a great artist. Having his skin stroked by her slender fingers like that, Alois' felt like he couldn't escape her even if he wanted to.

"It stops itching and I was told it also helps with patchy and dry skin. That maid Irma gave it to me."

Saying that, Camilla shot Alois a glance. As those judgmental eyes of hers pored all over him, Alois felt even more uncomfortable. Had he done anything recently to incur her wrath somehow?

On the day of the disaster, he had left Camilla in the mansion to head out himself. In the first place, despite knowing the danger, he let her accompany him to Einst. He could think of quite a few reasons she would be mad at him, actually.

"Lord Alois, have you ever truly taken care of your skin? Why is it that all the people who live around the mines have beautiful skin, but you don't live anywhere near a mine yet look like this?"

"...Ah, no. I never really worried about caring for my skin."

"I would rather you do worry about it!"

Alois' shoulders jumped as Camilla suddenly shouted at him. It seemed like she was upset, but instead of lashing out, she continued to apply the ointment to his skin carefully and thoroughly.

"Apparently, you can find ointments like these at any pharmacist in the mining towns. Normal creams and lotions don't seem to work at all against miasma. The local people here said that was just 'common sense'."

Hmph, Camilla snorted angrily. The daily skin care routine that Camilla had believed in for so long didn't seem to have any effect on stemming the miasma, but Alois didn't have a clue that was actually the main reason she was so annoyed.

"Since I have it on authority that this ointment works well, we ought to stock up before returning. So then, Lord Alois, please make sure to take care of your skin! Otherwise, that itching feeling will be unbearable!"

Camilla looked hard at Alois as she said that.

Since Alois had already long gotten used to the constant itching, he didn't think that healing his skin was all that important. He knew there was medicine like this out there, but he didn't ever feel the need to use it.